Chapter 389: Thunder Emperor Finger, One Finger Crushes, Can't Escape the Fate of Being Refined

Jun Xiaoyao, if you only look at his appearance, is definitely a banished immortal, with a fairy spirit.

But at this moment, Jun Xiaoyao's methods are extremely bloody and cruel.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned the demons of hell and slaughtered hundreds of Tianjiao.

This is no longer a battle, but a complete massacre.

Facing the hundreds of Tianjiao's shrill cries for mercy, Jun Xiaoyao's handsome face was as cold as frost, without any emotion.

Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are straw dogs.

In Jun Xiaoyao's eyes, these Tianjiao are like a group of stupid ants, not even worth pity.

In the back, Yan Qingying watched this scene, and there was no pity in her eyes.

Her eyes finally fell on Jun Xiaoyao's back.

Although Yan Qingying is very strong, as long as she is with Jun Xiaoyao, she has an inexplicable sense of security, as if she has become a little woman.

There is also nostalgia in her obsidian eyes.

Perhaps only Jun Xiaoyao can make Yan Qingying show such a look.

On the other side, one after another, the Tianjiao fell and died.

Himiko and Miao Wuxin were still fighting. After all, their strength was also extraordinary, and they were not cannon fodder.

"Jun Xiaoyao, you are the son of the Jun family, but you actually use such evil skills!" Himiko gritted her teeth, her lips were pale.

She felt a kind of panic in her heart. In this situation, she could not escape at all.

Miao Wuxin also tried her best to resist at this moment, no longer as calm as water and solemn as before.

It turned out that in the face of life and death, this little Xitian Buddhist girl was no different from ordinary people.

Jun Xiaoyao did not respond, but looked at Himiko and others with a look of looking at a mentally retarded person.

Are there really such stupid moralists in this world?

Jun Xiaoyao did not say a word, his footsteps flashed, and his figure was like teleportation, and he swept directly in front of Himiko and Miao Wuxin.

At this moment, except for the two of them struggling hard, the rest of the hundreds of Tianjiao all fell, and their deaths were extremely miserable.

"Not good!"

Himiko's face changed drastically, and she hurriedly gathered all her magic power and fought to the death.

"The Holy Judgement from Heaven!"

The sky surged, and the holy light fell, making Himiko look like a saint descending to the world. Her magic power turned into a beam of judgment and shot towards Jun Xiaoyao.

Miao Wuxin also made a full effort. Not to mention defeating Jun Xiaoyao, at least he had to find a way to escape.

"Pick the flower Buddha's hand!"

Miao Wuxin made a flower-picking gesture with her jade hand and blasted out a Buddha seal, which was a powerful magical power of Xiao Xitian.

Facing the two women's extreme moves of resistance, Jun Xiaoyao had a hint of mockery in his eyes.

He casually stretched out a finger, and the terrifying power of thunder gathered. In the void, it turned into a giant finger covered with thunder patterns, like the giant finger of the ancient Thunder Emperor, crushing out.

It was the top method among the Thunder Emperor's great magical powers, the Thunder Emperor's finger!

As soon as he pointed, the thunder was violent, making the void boil.

Lei Mingyuan, who was watching from the side, was so excited that his face turned red, and he was almost in a spiral.

"Thunder Emperor Finger, the top method among the Thunder Emperor's great magical powers. I didn't expect that I, Lei Mingyuan, would be able to see this unique skill in my lifetime!" Lei Mingyuan was so excited that he trembled all over.

For his body of heavenly thunder, this Thunder Emperor Finger was tailor-made for him.

Of course, even if Jun Xiaoyao was not a body of heavenly thunder, with his strength, the Thunder Emperor Finger he displayed was also perfect and powerful.

Even if Lei Mingyuan obtained this unique skill, the power he displayed could not be compared with Jun Xiaoyao.

Rumble!

The void shook, the thunder ripples scattered, and the entire Soul-Breaking Cliff seemed to be razed to the ground.

Two figures flew away with vomiting blood. They were Himiko and Miao Wuxin.

They were extremely embarrassed at the moment. Their snow-white skin was charred black by thunder and lightning, and they had no appearance of saints or Buddhist women at all.

Before the two women could come to their senses, Jun Xiaoyao's figure appeared in front of them like a flash.

Jun Xiaoyao stretched out his two hands and pinched the jade necks of Himiko and Miao Wuxin.

These two, one is a saint who is high above, and the other is a Buddhist woman who is not stained by the world.

But at this moment, they were pinched by Jun Xiaoyao's neck and held in his hand.

Jun Xiaoyao's physical strength is already strong. With a casual pinch, the two women's faces turned red, they couldn't breathe, and tears and snot came out, and they were a mess.

The group of Tianjiao watching the excitement around were dumbfounded.

If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, they would never believe that the saint of the Holy Church and the Buddhist woman of Xiaoxitian would be so embarrassed.

"Tsk tsk, it's really scary. What Buddhist women and saints are all garbage in front of the God of the Jun family!"

Some Tianjiao were sighing.

At this moment, Himiko and Miao Wuxin were overwhelmed with unprecedented humiliation.

If it was just to defeat them, it would be fine. Now, bringing them up like this makes them lose all face.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't go too far. I am also a saint of the Holy Church, and the Holy Church Son is still in the ancient world of immortals." Himiko said strugglingly.

Now she can only threaten the Holy Church and the Holy Church Son.

Jun Xiaoyao smiled and exerted force with his palm.

Himiko felt more suffocated, and blood gushed out of her mouth.

"Jun Xiaoyao, don't kill me..." Miao Wuxin also began to beg for mercy.

Jun Xiaoyao had a hint of teasing in his eyes.

"It is said that the monks of Xiaoxitian see through life and death. Now it seems that they are still afraid of death. It doesn't matter. This son of God will not kill you..."

Jun Xiaoyao's words made Himiko and Miao Wuxin feel relieved.

But the next moment, their hearts were completely cold.

"Qingying, after refining the two of them, your cultivation should be able to break through to the realm of true gods, right?" Jun Xiaoyao said.

"My lord, Qingying will definitely be able to reach it!" Yan Qingying's eyes were shining.

These two, one is a saint and the other is a Buddhist woman. The mana and energy in their bodies are extremely surging, not much weaker than the fallen son of god and others before.

Yan Qingying has now reached the great perfection of the virtual god realm, and breaking through to the true god is a piece of cake.

"No... don't!" Himiya screamed miserably.

She would rather be killed by Jun Xiaoyao than be refined to death by the Devouring God Magic.

"That's not up to you." Jun Xiaoyao shook his arms, shattering the bones of the two women, and then threw them directly to Yan Qingying.

Yan Qingying raised his hand, and the Devouring God Magic was performed, turning the two women into the purest spiritual energy.

This scene made all the onlookers' scalps numb and goose bumps fall all over the floor.

Jun Xiaoyao looked around and spoke indifferently.

"You must have seen that in the future, if anyone dares to use the Devouring Gods and Demons Art as an excuse to target this Son of God's followers, it will not only be him who will be refined."

"This Son of God will also punish all nine clans!"